Freudian Slips at Dinner

Two friends are at a bar talking about embarrassing situations. The first friend says, "Man, last week, I had a really bad Freudian slip. I was having dinner with my fiancée and her mother, and our waitress was really curvy and attractive. While ordering, I meant to ask what the soup of the day was, and it came out, 'What's the boob of the day?' I was really mortified!"

The other friend replies, "I know exactly what you mean. Just last night, I was having dinner with my wife, and I meant to ask her to pass the salt, but it came out, 'YOU RUINED MY LIFE YOU SOUL-SUCKING BITCH!'"